Current mood:	uncomfortable
Current music:	Don Giovanni (thought I ought to listen to it at least once)

Don Giovanni and Pins and Needles that I am apparantly sitting on
Well, my lady at the Symphony Chorus needed to know by Friday. I hadn't heard back from everyone on Friday so I sent an email saying how grateful I was to be considered but since I hadn't heard back from everyone I would have to decline but should further opportunities present themselves I would be pleased for consideration, and so forth. I find my formal writing skills are sorely lacking, oh what is the word, ... formality.

We get home from Idaho yesterday and sitting in my email box is a letter from my last obligation paraphrased thusly, "That is so cool, let us know your schedule and we will work around it." So I quickly sent another email saying I could do it and I hope this isn't too late and please let me do it, I'll wash your car, I'll be your best friend, and so forth. I don't think I came across as whiny and needy.

So now I wait at work, wondering if I really want to do this, because I'm not operatically trained and I know a lot of musicians and some aren't very nice if they think your getting special treatment especially if they don't think that you know what you're doing, and I kind of hope that Susanne won't let me but at the same time really wanting to do it.

I feel odd.